"Oh my, isn't that the one from the Nangong Family?"
"I think so. Look how handsome he is."
Cheers rose from downstairs, the crowd surged, and women's cries rang out one after another. Dongfang Minghui had been sitting upstairs, bored, until the screams outside piqued her curiosity. She went over and looked down.
"Seventh Sister, come and look."
Qian Wanyu walked unhurriedly to the window, carrying herself like an elderly woman. Unlike Ninth Sister, she did not poke her head out to satisfy her curiosity. From a distance, she saw a young man stepping out of a sedan chair amid the crowd, with sharp brows, bright eyes, and a face as fine as jade. Dozens of slender, graceful women moved elegantly beside him, clearing his path. Each girl carried a flower basket and scattered pink petals into the air every few steps. Within moments, the street below had become a sea of flowers.
"Seventh Sister, I just thought of a way to practice my Second Skill Art."
Weren't those flowers downstairs the highest expression of Goddess Scatters Flowers? If she could make flowers move without wind, drifting wherever she wished, what a beautiful sight that would be. But since it was a skill, it surely could kill without a trace.
Seeing her eyes light up, Qian Wanyu said, "Once we return, I'll help gather some petals for you to practice with."
Dongfang Minghui nodded, already completely absorbed in the second stage of her skill. She had never found a suitable opportunity to practice before. Who would have thought Nangong Yuntian was not entirely useless? At least his flashy entrance had given her better inspiration.
"They're coming up."
Dongfang Minghui jolted and saw that Li Jing had already welcomed him out of his carriage and upstairs. He would probably arrive any